My Dying nighttime Angel Falls

I do n't suppose she had a cue what was coming.
I doubt it ever even crossed her intellect that I was following her.
dullard cunt.

Please, let me introduce myself. My gens is Alexi. I was born in Russia but have
lived in America for many years now. Who I was is not important.
My life-time, in fact, is not important. And neither is anyone else's.

Who am I now ? Some would say I 'm a killer. A rapist. A cruel hearted bastard.
A sadist. A psychotic. And those people would be right, it 's admittedly. I am all of those,
and Sir Thomas More. But others, the ace I favor, would shout me an arist. A genuis.
Just because I actually end lives, and assume beautiful girl against their will,
does not clear me worse than most men. Everyone has their sick illusion,
I just prefer mine to be satisfied.

Tonight, they were.

She was n't quite like the girls I usually captured- I generally prefer blond girls with puritanical middle and lowly, minor breasts. She was an ebony haired dark faerie, with glittering Green center
and very light oriental alabaster skin. I do n't know why, but she appealed to me deeply
and I knew I just had to have her.

I saw her first at Starbucks, and I followed her home. For two calendar week, I monitored her
from a distance, all without her knowledge. I knew her pattern, her movements.
And now I was ready. I followed her, leaving my car some mode away, since I knew
she was on metrical foot tonight, because her Porsche had been in the shop for three days..
fucking rich bitch. She wore a wet red tank top and dim skinny jeans with Joseph Black boots,
her long black tomentum left wanton down her back. She smelled of roses, just like the funeral
home ...

I grabbed her as she was unlocking her battlefront doorway, and pushed her inside.
I normally would have taken her with me, but convient for me, she lived
even more isolated than me ... no one would pick up her pathetic screams.

She tried to scream, and as a reflex tried to recoil me from behind, but I
was having none of that tonight. I shoved her to the floor, laughing as she kicked and yelled.
"Go ahead. Who 's really going to try ? Who will care ? You poor, inadequate thing ...
I bet you never thought this would happen to you."No one ever does, you know.
They all think offense happens to other girls, not themselves.

"You 'll go to jail !"She hissed through her teeth, the fight still in her eyes.

"I doubt that, bitch. Who 's going to call the cop ?"I asked, leering at her.

Seeing that she was struggling for an answer, I leaned close to her ear and whispered
into it :"You are going to die tonight."Her nerve paled, and the thrashing got more violent.
She was struggling, trying so fucking hard to get discharge, out of my stiff arms.

I am improbable. I am grave. I am built. She 's just a little girl, probably not weighing more than 120 pounds.
What probability did she ever experience ? Against me ? Against any man ? I held
both her blazon with one of mine, and used the other to bust off her shirt. She
was n't wearing a bra, which just made things well-fixed for me. Her mammilla were
freehanded than near of my daughter, a skillful 36C, with puffy pinko nipples. I glanced
down and noticed a naval ring accentuated her wan tum. On impulse
I leaned down and kissed it. She cringed, of course.

"Please. Please, just ... take all my money and stuff, and leave. No one
will bed. Just do n't kill me !"She whispered suddenly, trying to reckon
inexperienced person. They all said the same pudding head bastard, I thought irritably. I was
already getting exhausted with her. I jerked her pant down, letting the button
pop out. Again with the kicking and trouncing.

Why do they always fight ? They never win. dopey little sluts ...

I pulled out my tool, not bothering to undress completely,
and without any lube or arousal, thrust it inside her tight clit.

God it felt good ... it had been a piece, I realized. Really should n't let myself
go so long without satisfaction. Not healthy, you know.

She screamed louder and louder, so finally I put my hands around
her white neck and squeezed, silencing her din of screeches.
I got enough screaming and bitching back when I was married,
shit if I wanted to find out too much of it these days.

I kept choking her as I fucked that tight ass puss of hers, thrusting my knockout cock
in and out of her bush, loving the flavor of her against me. I do n't think
she was a virgin, but she obviously had n't had lots sex. I pounded away
as the life in her eyes faded and dimmed more and more each second base,
her attempts at self defense becoming futile.

I watched her heart, barely alive, as I bit her nipple as hard as I could,
pleased at the blood which oozed out. I let go of her neck- I like
to prolong it a little, let the bitch suffer. I rolled her on her stomach,
sensing she was far too weak to really defend now. Any tries to do so
would be futile and useless.

She had a nice ass, daily round and firm and untouched. The kind of ass
every man wants to stick his cock into someday. I kissed down her spine
and to her ass, licking it to lubricate it up some, squeezing her ass cheeks hard.
"Nooo ... .."She whimpered as I pushed my dick against the tip of her butt,
letting it sit there, rubbing against it, before I finally rammed it in
and began pounding her ass. Fuck, I was going to cum ... .with a few more
rich penetrating barb, I exploded in her ass, sending shudders of ecstasy all down
my torso. I laid on top of her, inside her, for a moment, before getting off.

"Do n't toss off me ..."She said again, looking at me warily. She knew I was going to.
I hated it in a way- I really had planned to go back to fucking her pussy after I pounded
her ass, so I could strangle her and keep an eye on her die as I fucked her, but now ... well now, at to the lowest degree I would get to torment her more.

I pushed her on her back again, and pulled out my hunting knife. I cut off one of her nipples
quickly, and she cried out. I laughed at her and ate it, just to see the expression of revulsion
in her emerald eye. Then I grabbed her hair and spit in her face.

"You are zilch. nil but a nookie short slut who deserves everything she got this night
and more. You are lucky- be grateful- because I 'm going to go ahead and kill you."

With that, I cut the bitch 's throat, and sucked on it as the ruby leaked out into
my mouth.

Later, I disposed of the body, and did my best to clean up any traces of DNA and just
make it seem like she packed up and left. I 'm sure I wo n't be caught- I never am.

Now, I 'm just driving home, but I already know the perfect girl to be my next
victim.

This one, I know personally, my lovely coworker Abby. And like all the others,
she would belong to me.

I always get what I want .